The Tres Espada walked gracefully through the Forest of Menos following a strange lead she had heard from a hollow she interrogated while looking for an Arrancar that could hide its reiatsu from anything. Supposedly there were three female Arrancar that were known only as Tres Bestias; she had remembered Mila-Rose once said that the three, being her fraccion, should call themselves that since they collectively terrorized several non-fraccion servants while in Las Noches. This was a long shot, but she needed to know if it was them; this glimmer of hope she had in her shouldn't exist. The odds of the group being her fraccion weren't very favorable.

Even if it wasn't her fraccion, she knew the struggle of being a female hollow in a world where might was right. Female hollows were rare, so when one had a conscious they usually found a powerful male to protect them. It was a mixed blessing for many at best; it wasn't uncommon for a female hollow to be turned into nothing more than a sex object. Tia had always considered herself lucky to have been able to avoid that. She got stronger on her own as quickly as she could and had such a strong will power that she overcame the near loss of her identity when she became a Gillian. Once she became an Adjuchas it had become more obvious to those around her that she was female and she had to fight harder than she ever had before to protect herself. She wanted to find these Arrancar and help them; to keep them from having to fight to protect themselves from that.

She grabbed a hollow that had jumped at her and slammed it against the crystalline tree with enough force to crack the tree but not kill the hollow. She knew she was getting close to where the hollow from earlier told her the Tres Bestias were. It was time to narrow the search area.

"Where are the Tres Bestias?" she asked coldly as she flared her reiatsu at the Hollow.

The hollow's mask appeared bland, void of any distinguishing marks, and its body appearing to be like a humans but with broken skin and what appeared to be infected regions of it. The hollow didn't attempt to free itself like others had done; it seemed this hollow was self-aware, but young which explained why it had attacked her. It didn't know any better. The humanoid form caused confusion to manifest in her; she had thought that only Vasto Lorde had human forms. But if this Hollow was indeed young, then it was probably still changing to its real hollow form.

"Are you capable of speech?" she asked.

The hollow shook its head; at least it understood spoken words.

"I've been informed that there are three Arrancar that go by the title Tres Bestias in this area;" as she set the hollow down "which way do I need to go to find them?"

The hollow pointed to the east; she was glad she ran into this hollow. It saved her time, more so considering she was thinking about heading to the north next.

"I suggest you be more careful when picking your meals" she warned it as she walked away "the next time you might become the meal."

The hollow didn't make a noise as it left and sought a different meal elsewhere; it wasn't going to follow the Arrancar towards the Tres Bestias. While it was sure there would be plenty to eat if it followed her, it remembered enough of its life among the living to harbor ill thoughts about her. It knew where it needed to go, the Devil's Crest, but first it had to evolve.

Tia walked in silence, but her mind was busy with thoughts. Aono was in fact the hollow that she had traveled with for a short time, and had helped her escape the large squad of shinigami. She didn't want to mention this to Gyokuro because she knew that the vampire wasn't going to hear her out on the matter now that the identity of Aono's zanpakuto spirit's had been discovered. Bloodriver Akasha; the legendary Shinso vampire who could defeat any hollow short of a Vasto Lorde with the one who once stood by her side. Tia knew better than to try to locate the vampire when she was a lower level hollow; it would've been a suicide. The only thing that was keeping Gyokuro from ordering her to kill Aono was a theory the vampire had thought of.

"Focus on the task at hand;" she growled at herself.

It was pointless to concern herself with such thoughts at the moment. Once she found the Tres Bestias, then she could ponder the possibilities about Aono; at least Fujisaki had thought of Aono in a slightly positive manor. He didn't view him as someone that needed to be killed right away, but instead thought of him as a worthy opponent. She wondered how long that would last though. Fujisaki had mentioned that if Aizen hadn't let Kurosaki get stronger, then Aizen would've won the Winter War.

"How long before Fujisaki orders Aono's death;" she wondered before growling again "focus damn it."

Her eyes took in the surroundings as she continued to walk. She had to be getting close; there were craters in the ground from cero attacks, trees were shattered, corpses littered the ground, and the few hollows that were still in the area didn't get near her. The area seemed surprisingly calm for the amount of damage that surrounded her; just how long had the Tres Bestias been here? She suppressed her reiatsu as much as she could while she walked over another corpse. Just flaring her reiatsu at the Tres Bestias wouldn't be a good way to make a good first impression on them. Then again, suppressing her reiatsu as much as she was could give the false impression of a sneak attack and cause a negative first impression as well. She decided to let up a little.

"Quit scarfing all the food ya flat bitch" she heard the unmistakable voice of Mila-Rose shout.

"You eat too slow;" the voice of Apacci shout back "I ain't gonna wait on you ya damn cow!"

"Both of you are disgusting" the gentle voice of Sung-Sun said.

"SHUTUP SUNG-SUN!" both Mila-Rose and Apacci shouted.

Tia just stood where she was now; tears began to form in her eyes, she had thought they were killed by the sou-taichou. She quietly wiped her eyes and looked at how the three were. Sitting around a hollow they had killed, eating together and it was as if nothing had changed between them. She was sure that something had though; they have been out here on their own for several weeks now and probably believed she had been killed. Their antics didn't last as long as they used to, something she was happy to see.

"You…" she said while trying to make sure she didn't cry "you three are slipping."

The Tres Bestias looked back in complete shock at the voice they had just heard. None of them wanted to wait as they all sonido over to Harribel and embraced their mistress in a group hug.

"We thought…" Apacci began.

"So did I;" Tia said as she returned the hug "I'm glad I was wrong."

"So are we" Sung-Sun said.

"Come" Harribel said "I need to take you to see someone."

"Who would that be Harribel-sama?" Mila-Rose asked.

"You will see when we get there" as she ripped open a Garganta.

-Fujisaki-

The red haired Arrancar popped his neck as he looked over the notes Aizen had taken on how he created his half of the Hogyoku yet couldn't seem to figure out what Aizen had used to stabilize the gem. It couldn't have been something as simple as raw pressure, or heat, or any other means that a living being could manufacture. It had to be something else, something only an extremely powerful spirit being could make.

"I think only one person ever knew how your mind worked" with a sigh.

That one person was none other than Urahara Kisuke. The man had created gigai technology, improved on mod-souls, and had a laundry list of other accomplishments that would make the man sound like a god. If Fujisaki could get his hands on Urahara's notes, then creating another piece of the Hogyoku would be simpler. He knew that Aizen had seen Urahara's notes on his half of the Hogyoku, but there was no information on it in the notes he was looking at. As he thought on the subject though, it made sense that Aizen didn't keep that information together; if someone had wanted to create a Hogyoku of their own in an attempt to overthrow Aizen and all the data was together then there would be little stopping them. A thought suddenly hit him.

"What if…" looking at the notes in a specific order "clever;" seeing it now "this process will take at least a year, but it's how Aizen did it. By separating each step to stabilize the Hogyoku, you were able to make it incredibly strong; if I were to try to make a stronger Hogyoku this could take another six months. Add to that the time to gather the necessary ingredients…" he mulled the numbers over in his head "twenty months. I can create a piece of the Hogyoku in twenty months if I do it right."

A Garganta ripped open behind him.

"I can do it Harribel;" with a chuckling, joyous tone as he turned around to greet her "I can make…" his eyes shook at who he saw "you're alive…"

Tears began to form in his eyes as he didn't let his body have a chance to adjust to the shock of the sudden surprise before he pulled Apacci, Mila-Rose, and Sung-Sun into a hug. He hadn't seen them in years and had believed they were killed by Yamamoto; today was looking to be a great day. The four just continued hugging each other as Harribel looked at them with a smile beneath her mask fragment.

"Don't think you're exempt from this Harribel" Miyabi said as he looked at her with small tears of joy running down his face.

"I've had my moment with them" in a soft tone.

Miyabi just looked at the three fraccion that he considered his sisters and a smirk grew on his face; to them he was still a child and would always be one to them for the next four hundred years. So he had always figured he should have a little fun with it, and he could see his sisters were thinking the same thing. Harribel's eyes widened when the four suddenly jumped at her and tackled her to the ground; sure she could've sonido out of the way, but she knew they'd never give up on the matter and let them 'force' her into a group hug.

-Kokoa-

The small vampire rubbed her head against Hanataro's shoulder as she began to wake up. She didn't want to wake up though, for a couple of reasons; she'd feel the aches of her body trying to work the Hollow blood out of her system, it'd mean having to deal with people, and she was comfy. Luckily there was no one that was going to walk in and spot them, and Hanataro was probably still asleep or was just laying there so she could keep sleeping. As long as she pretended to be asleep, maybe the shinigami wouldn't try to get up; she forced her eyes shut even tighter. She felt him adjust his hand that was resting just above her waist.

"You awake Kokoa-san?" he asked softly.

"Five more minutes?" she asked without thinking.

"I really need to start doing more research" as he carefully tried to get out from under Kokoa.

"Nope" with a smile as she clung to him and kept him from getting up "ten more minutes."

"Kokoa-san…" he began.

"Nahuh."

Kokoa playfully protested Hanataro's attempts to get out of the bed, she knew that he really did need to get back to doing research but didn't want to get up herself. This was her way of trying to stay in bed. Her arms became a firm hug to keep him from just pulling his arm out from under her and slipping away.

"You need to let him get up Kokoa" the two heard from the door.

Kokoa's eyes shot open and she looked at the door to see Moka standing in the doorway with a smirk on her face.

"T-t-THIS ISN'T WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE ONEE-SAMA!" in an embarrassed panic to keep anything from happening.

"I know;" as she walked into the room and looked at Hanataro "how close are you to figuring out how to help Kokoa detox faster?"

"I… I have a… a list of herbs" shakily "bu-but they will just be… neg…negated by the herbs you told me about."

Moka understood why the shinigami was afraid; she had just walked in on him asleep with her sister. If Nemu hadn't told her about this before, she easily could've misinterpreted it like Hanataro was afraid she had.

"Damn;" with a sigh before looking at Kokoa "you know you can stop clinging to him Kokoa. I'm not gonna hurt him."

A massive blush exploded onto Kokoa's face as she quickly released the medic shinigami. She hadn't realized she was clinging to him like she was; it was embarrassing and completely unintentional. Sure she was starting to like the shinigami, but she didn't think of him as anything more than a good acquaintance at the moment. She was finally starting to stop chasing him around to take the file he was going to give Aono and was sure it would be a nightmare for him to have to run from her Onee-sama.

"Do you need any blood before I leave Shuzen-san?" Hanataro asked as he got out of the bed.

"I guess a quick drink would be good" her blush still on her face.

While it was a good thing that he was offering her blood, she knew that it was going to mean having to drink straight from him. It wouldn't have been as embarrassing of a thought if Moka wasn't standing right there. For vampires, drinking from a person for the first time was I big deal; even more so if the person they were going to drink from volunteered. Sure it was technically medically required considering what happened the night before, but it really didn't change anything.

"I'll give you two a moment" Moka said as she walked out of the room.

Kokoa let out a small sigh of relief; it would've been weird if Moka had watched.

"Uh…" Hanataro began to ask slightly embarrassed "so how… how is this usually done?"

"I can bite into your neck;" with her blush growing across her face "or you can make a cut on your arm and I'll drink from that."

"Oh. Which way is better for you? I mean… I don't know anything about vampire culture and wasn't sure if certain ways had certain meanings and I don't want to insult you…"

As a medic he knew that it was best to ask certain questions about someone's culture; the Seireitei had people from all over the world and all throughout time living in it. People of certain religions had strict rules about medical treatment; in some, female patients had to be treated by female medics. Since he was new to the world of Yokai, he hadn't the faintest clue about any of their cultural backgrounds.

"The neck usually has the best flow, but…" unable to look him in the eye "it's also supposed to be a somewhat intimate thing, about like a kiss, unless it's drinking by force; then it's meant to be an insult. Drinking from someone's forearm is supposed to be…" having a hard time forming the words and had to use such a low tone that Hanataro couldn't hear.

"I'm sorry, I couldn't hear that last part."

"Drinking from someone's forearm is supposed to be…" she was officially at war with herself over saying it "it's supposed to be…"

Hanataro just stared blankly at her as she tried to force herself to say it; the look on his face wasn't making it any easier for her though. Surely he had to know already, he was a shinigami after all. Weren't there vampire souls in the Soul Society anyway?

'Just say it damn it!' she shouted at herself.

"It's… it'ssupposedtobeerotic" at a fast pace.

"That was a little too fast;" as he shied away "I'm sorry."

It was hard enough for her to say it, but now… Kokoa wasn't sure if he was messing with her, or being dead serious now. The look on his face suggested that he really couldn't catch what she had said.

"It's supposed to be…" she couldn't look him in the eyes "erotic…"

"Oh…" understanding why she was having trouble saying that "What about if I were to make a cut on my wrist?"

"Same thing."

"The hand won't bleed enough; and I don't have the tools to tap into the vein in my arm…" he said before looking away from her "I don't mind if you drink from my neck."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, it's for medical reasons;" as he scratched his head "so I guess it'd be about like CPR."

"I never thought of it like that…" with a slight smile "alright."

Kokoa got out of the bed and positioned herself in front of Hanataro. While it might've been for medical reasons, it was still the first time she was going to drink from someone by choice. She knew she was going to have to be careful and control herself to keep from drinking too much or hurt him; the neck was a sensitive area after all. The shinigami tilted his head to the side and moved his top over to give her clear access to his neck. She could see the artery bounce with his heart beats as she got closer to it. When she was in position she bit down as gently as she could and broke the skin with her fangs; she heard a small wince come from Hanataro just before she began to take small sips.

The crimson liquid of life passed her lips with each gentle suck she made; the taste wasn't over powering, but it definitely suggested Hanataro was stronger than he looked. She couldn't describe the flavor that was suggesting Hanataro was stronger than he looked and wasn't sure if it was just because he was a shinigami or not. The taste wasn't intoxicating like she had feared it would be; the only way she could really describe it was perfect. The sweet taste was just noticeable suggesting his diet was well balanced with plenty of fruits, vegetables and an assortment of meats.

Even though she had never done this before, it felt weird trying to keep from wrapping her arms around him; which would've been the natural thing to do. She did the only thing she could and grabbed his top and clinched her fists on the fabric. It was a friendly jester and it kept her from gulping his blood down. As she began to slow her sips, she felt Hanataro resisting hugging her just as she was resisting hugging him.

"Don't worry about taking too much;" he said as she nearly came to a halt "I have plenty of blood replenishing pills. Keep drinking if you want."

With that Kokoa snapped and pulled the medic into a hug as she began to gulp down as much blood as she could with each drink. Her body had practically been starved for the past two days, not even a blood substitute like tomato juice had passed her lips, so this was refreshing. His blood was amazing but she knew that after what had happened with the Hollow blood, she needed to control herself. She pulled away from Hanataro's neck and licked the puncture holes to seal them; which caused Hanataro to gasp a little from the strange feeling it caused him. Hanataro blinked as his body was suddenly hit with the effect of the sudden blood loss; since he wasn't used to it, his legs began to give out.

Kokoa quickly grabbed the medic the moment she noticed his legs were beginning to give out. She was glad he wasn't anywhere near as heavy as he looked; it was the kimono he was wearing that made him look a lot bigger than he really was. He was almost the size of a twig.

"Don't you eat?" she asked as she set him on the chair "sorry I took so much."

"I'm just not used to losing that much blood" as he healed the small punctures on his neck "could you bring me my bag?"

"The blood replenishing pills are the black ones right?"

"Yes…" surprised she knew "how did you know…?"

"When you were injured the other day" as she dug through the bag "the taichou person told me."

-Tsukune-

The brown haired boy focused; he was trying to keep his reiatsu from seeping out like it usually did. With how much his reiatsu had increased since he was given his pseudo-bankai he really needed to work on keeping it from just flowing out of him. Akasha wanted him to try to circulate it within his system instead of keeping it compressed; she believed it would be easier on his body in the long run, make it harder to detect his reiatsu, and would also keep someone from accurately gauging his power. If he could manage to learn this new way quickly enough, it could help him more than he probably thinks.

'Focus on a central point' Akasha reminded him 'and gradually spin your reiatsu around it. The center of your torso works best.'

He imagined a bright spot within his core; once he locked onto that spot, he pictured his reiatsu floating around the spot. After a while of just imagining the reiatsu floating around the spot, he felt it and began to make his reiatsu circulate around the point. He felt his reiatsu begin to ooze out of him as he stopped focusing on keeping it compressed within him. This new way of keeping his reiatsu within him was hopefully going to be better than the way he had previously been taught, but until he mastered it it was going to seem as if he had no reiatsu control at all.

'Very good;' Akasha said with a smile 'it usually takes others months to achieve what you just managed.'

'Well…' with a sheepish laugh back 'my reiatsu is being limited right now; so I'm sure it's helping a lot. The less reiatsu I have, the easier it is to control.'

'True, but every little step counts. Taking advantage of the limiter right now is the best thing; otherwise it could've taken you longer to get to this point. Do you feel a difference on your body?'

'A little bit. It feels less like my body has all that pressure in it and more like everything is just flowing smoothly.'

'This is good; over time your reiatsu will increase and you will need to spin it faster within you. Eventually those around you will sense what can only be described as a black hole within you. That will take several centuries though, even at the rate you're growing.'

'That's good, I think it'd be weird to have a black hole in me in only five years' he laughed.

Akasha laughed at Tsukune's joke. She knew that if the enemies he would come up against continued to get stronger, that little joke wouldn't be a joke; it could very well be reality. His drive to protect his friends was great, but even while his body was a soul it had limits; increasing his reiatsu faster than his body can handle would be disastrous. Should he become that strong in such a short amount of time, it could possibly destroy his body in such a way that not even the regenerative power of a Shinso could heal him. He needed to be careful about getting stronger.

'What are your plans for when you return to Yokai Academy?' she asked.

'I'd like to have an actual date with Soifon, but before I do that I'd have to tell the others. I'm worried about how Kurumu-chan will react to it; I don't want her to think I'm abandoning her and the others, but I don't want to keep anything from them. They're my friends and I'll always be there for them.'

'Then tell her that. Because she is a succubus she will be able to feel your emotions on the matter; as long as you're completely honest with her, she will know that it's coming from your heart and won't be heartbroken because of it.'

'I also need to tell them about Ghoul' with sadness.

Akasha remained silent; she knew that she couldn't talk him out of doing it because he didn't want to hide it from them now that they knew he was him. While Tsukune thought that the piece of Ghoul was just floating around somewhere in his mindscape, she saw to it that it wasn't the case. All that remained of the dark reflection of Tsukune was the scythe like zanpakuto, and she had locked that away deep in a dungeon and chained to the walls. As Ghoul would take shape again, he will discover himself locked away and unable to attempt to possess Tsukune again. While she could've out right destroyed what little bit was left of him, it would've been in cold blood at this point; he was no longer a true threat to Tsukune or her daughter and as long as he was locked away, he never would be again.

'How can I look any of them in the eyes as they call me friend if I didn't tell them? They've been beside me through some bad stuff in the past, and they have a right to know.'

'I wasn't going to try to talk you out of it;' in a neutral tone 'do you plan to do it as soon as you return to Yokai Academy?'

'I'm hoping to. Just five more days before we find out if I'm going to the Maggot's Nest or not; the wait is killing me' with a groan as he laid on the ground.

-Moka; evening-

The silver haired vampire threw a kick at Zangetsu; the half breed zanpakuto spirit had agreed to teach her how to tap into the power within her blood. While she was sure Zangetsu wasn't going to have a lot of time to teach her, she wasn't going to waste a moment of time. Zangetsu had agreed to morning and evening training, so long as her homework was done, and would spend her lunch hour educating her on the best ways to tap into it. His first warning to her was something she understood;

'Never let anger be the way you tap into the power within your blood' his voice echoed in her mind.

Should she tie her power to anger, she will never know her true potential; on the flip side of that, she couldn't let her tie be pure joy either or else she would only find joy in fighting. It was going to be difficult, but she knew she could do it. After breaking her leg against that Arrancar last week, she had the drive she needed to get stronger; what if she came up against her again and wasn't strong enough? She had been lucky that Mizore had convinced the Arrancar to spare her, but should the two face off in a real fight in the future, there wouldn't be that chance.

Zangetsu back stepped lazily as the daughter of his love threw kick after kick at him; he could feel the power Moka was putting behind each one, but it wasn't enough to faze him. Having seen everything he's seen, there was little that would faze him anymore. It seemed as if she was just throwing attacks at him and hoping that one would land against him; it was a common problem for many species. Ichigo had been the same way until Urahara taught him the basics of kendo. He caught Moka's leg with ease and held it in place.

"I should teach you some sort of basic martial arts" as he tossed Moka to the side.

Moka landed on her butt with an oomph and quickly got up.

"We don't have time to waste on that!"

"HOW IS IT A WASTE OF TIME IF YOU CAN'T LAND SO MUCH AS A SINGLE BLOW ON ME?!" he snapped at her before taking a deep breath "what good is tapping into the power of the Shinso blood within you if you don't know how to fight properly? Skill will trump strength most days, so relying on strength alone would be your down fall."

Moka hung her head as she realized it was true; every fight she had been in before she had usually just one hit K.O. and never had any real need for a martial art. Now that the enemies were stronger than anyone she's ever faced before the beginning of the year, a martial art was something she needed.

"You seem to know a little taekwondo, but not enough to make a noticeable difference. Seeing as you favor kicks, like your mother, it would be best to teach you capoeira, savate, or build on your taekwondo skills. All three of these are a form of martial arts that revolve around kicks are the primary offense techniques."

"Capoeira?" with a raise eyebrow.

"It is a more recent style of fighting that was disguised as dancing by slaves of the American colonies. I don't know much about it, but it might be a good place to start since it is often considered no more than a game to those who don't partake in it."

"Alright," with a nod "I should probably change clothes then."

Zangetsu nodded and let Moka hurry off to her dorm room to change. The silver haired vampire already began to consider Zangetsu a better father figure than her own; constantly being forced to fight between her sisters, demanding only respect and refusal to hear any objections, and his cold personality made growing up around her biological father hard. Zangetsu only pushed her as much as she could push herself, gave her the choice of fighting/training, and he even offered to teach Kokoa once she was better. On top of that, Zangetsu actually got to know her a little as they were sparing and had told her more about himself than her father had ever told her about himself; not that he ever actually talked about anything but his victories in life. Zangetsu had admitted his failures without having a single look of shame on his face.

-The next morning-

Gyokuro stepped out of her black limo and looked at the large mansion; she could finally see what was going on with Kokoa. Her youngest daughter had been poisoned with Hollow blood; she had been surprised that the Head Master didn't catch on to the fact that she already knew about Hollows, but being that she was over two hundred years old he probably assumed she had already known. She was curious about who was treating her and how her rebellious daughter couldn't tell her transfusion packs had been tainted.

Thanks to all the extra limiters she had to acquire, her Enemy Zero wasn't as powerful as it actually was and she could only tell where on campus Kokoa was. Her youngest daughter was in the tower not too far from her current location; she'd need to go talk to the Head Master to avoid arousing suspicion from the shinigami that were stationed here. The longer the shinigami were in the dark about her connection to Aizen, the better; same could be said about the Head Master being in the dark about her not only being a part of Fairy Tale, but the head of it.

"Excuse me;" she heard to her left "are you Shuzen Gyokuro-sama?"

The vampire looked to see the Head Master's assistant, Toujo Ruby, practically running up to her; it was almost as if the girl had been late to a meeting.

"Yes I am;" with a fake warm smile "you must be Toujo-san. I'm sorry I arrived earlier than I thought, traffic wasn't as bad as I had imagined; you know how horrible humans tend to be at driving."

"I do;" hiding the pain of the memory "would you like to go to the Head Master first or would you prefer to go straight to Kokoa-san?"

"Kokoa is probably still sleeping, so I suppose I'll go to the Head Master first. I have a couple questions as to how this happened that I would like answered."

"Of course" with a small bow "please follow me."

Gyokuro followed Ruby and faked conversation with the girl; in her mind though, it was taking great restraint to keep from knocking the border being through a wall and beating her within an inch of her life. She despised witches just as much as she hated humans. To her witches were no better than the hairless apes known as humans; they were filthy vermin that never acknowledged any race as superior to any other. The only thing that made it easier to resist her urge was how polite and respectful the border being was being with her.

In no time, she was standing in front of the Head Master's office. The border being pushed the door open and showed the vampire into the room before taking her leave to file what paperwork she could in the time that Gyokuro was going to be speaking with the Head Master. Gyokuro looked at the hooded man with yet another fake smile; she was used to faking smiles to people, with all the traveling she did and how many people she met on a regular basis it had become second nature to her.

"Thank you for coming as quickly as you did;" the Head Master said "first and foremost, I wish to apologize for this happening under my nose. With everything that had happened around the same time as this, I was unable to discover who was responsible for it. We do, however, have the person whom we believe is his accomplice. He is locked up in the Student Safety Committee's holding cells now that we've gotten the Hollow blood out of his system."

"That's a relief;" with a fake sigh "one step at a time."

"Are you curious as to his current state? I had assumed you'd want to see him tortured for what he did."

"Don't get me wrong Mikogami-san," as her smile dropped and she showed a dark expression "I want him tortured by the best in the world. I know that it will have to wait though; he can't exactly talk while screaming in pain can he?"

"I wouldn't know; torture was never something I cared for. What we have learned so far is that he intended to use Kokoa as a sort of test run to see what affects the Hollow blood would have. Once he found the results to his liking, he himself consumed a fair amount and was able to match Moka while she had her limiter on; quite the increase in strength for an Onimodoki."

"What happened to my daughter?" she asked bluntly.

"Kokoa reacted differently to the Hollow blood;" as he pulled out his larger crystal ball and showed her what happened "since she was a late bloomer, her body had mistook her increase in strength as her going through her growth spurt and she eventually became blinded by the Hollow blood she consumed. We located her and put her in a room to detox from the Hollow blood until a proper treatment can be discovered."

"I want to see her, now."

"Of course."

-Kokoa and Hanataro-

Kokoa nearly choked on her breakfast by laughing at the misadventures Hanataro had since meeting the orange haired teen that defeated her father. Running through sewers, being held hostage, being chased by the large scary guy that Yachiru affectionately called Ken-chan, and more. It was no wonder that he wasn't fazed by her chasing him to beat the living hell out of him; based off just what she's heard so far, he's probably one of the bravest people she's met. She felt really bad when he told her that he was probably the most bullied kid ever since his birthday was on April first, commonly called April Fool's Day. The biggest shock to her was when she learned his age; he was seventy two! That didn't seem to make a lot of sense until he explained that souls age a lot slower than a physical body. It was similar to how vampires aged.

"So how close are you guys to finding a way to get the last of the Hollow blood out of my system?" she asked.

"We think we found a way, but we'll need your mother's permission because it'll be considered experimental and I have to follow medical procedures."

"Fuckin' red tape" Kokoa growled.

She wanted to get out of this room and be able to see the sky again. Now that she had no choice in the matter, she was going to appreciate it more when she finally returned to the outside world. While she was enjoying the time off from classes, and getting to know Hanataro, she wasn't allowed to train at all or leave the room; that left little for her to do and she didn't have her video games in the room.

"I thought I told you that it isn't lady like to use such language" she heard from the door.

Kokoa looked up and saw who had said it.

"Mother…" with a slight gulp.